She really wasn't big in any department -- probably 'A' cups, or maybe 'B' -- firm, though, I guessed. She didn't slim any at the waist -- she was mor... straight, vertically, rather than having any curves. The hair was blonde -- probably bleached, but at least streaked or something, curly, and shoulder-length. The nose kept her from looking like a pixie, it was one of those longish jobs with a kind of diamond-shaped ridge and a slight bulb at the end -- not Karl Malden, but a distant female. Perhaps it was because they were nearly always together, so natural tendencies to push buttons would occur. Not only were they living together, but they began working together on Jane's recital to occur when her mother arrived and artistic differences would make them collide. They always made up in a thrilling, passionate manner, using the brief tensions as a springboard to reach higher heights of libidinous love and intimacy. They were learning the ways of their hearts.Connie and Jim nearly. She dropped it in her purse, and left in a hurry. She ran home as fastas she could.She had 3 messages on her answering machine, so she tossed her purse onher bed and went to call her friends. After all, what's an attractive 18year old brown-eyed brunette supposed to do?At around 11 PM, she got back from the movie theatre depressed. Shedidn't see any hot guys and it didn't help that the movie also sucked.So, sighing, she went into her room and locked the door. Peeling off hershirt and tossing it. I began to dig into my collection of sheet music, the vast majority of which I'd acquired before the lightning strike, in search of other tunes to learn on the guitar. One in particular, buried near the bottom of the box, grabbed my attention: "Morning Has Broken", for guitar and piano. An idea began to form inside my head. Specifically, I envisioned another brother-sister bonding experience, if only Eileen would be agreeable.I knew that the musically talented Eileen had gotten her start with.